Expressions varied widely.
...
Duge manipulated the water current, winding it around the Pope's staff, but before he could exert force, veins bulged on the Pope's forehead, and a hoarse roar squeezed out from his throat.
The Martial Spirit was suddenly retracted by him.
Then.
Another burst of light, and twelve pure white wings suddenly sprouted from his back.
At the same time, Duge's enhanced Seven-Hole Touch was forced out from his body, blood streaming from all seven orifices, his visage so fierce, he seemed like a demon from hell...
The Pope glared at Duge, then suddenly turned, flapping his wings and soaring into the sky, fast as lightning.
Think you can run?
Not so easy!
Go ahead, but leave the equipment behind!
Duge's Sea God Martial Spirit instantly split into more than ten Sea Gods, blocking the Pope's path with even greater speed.
Normally, Martial Spirits can't stray too far from their hosts.
